Work, Work, Work
I'm told it's a matter of scheduling, of getting ahead. But I don't seem to be very good at it. Anytime I get into the groove of being able to complete my work, I tend to become exceedingly detached and controlled. Which I don't like.

Balance. Balance. Balance.

Actually, it's all about changing gears. It's easy to go from 4th gear to 1st, but it tends to mess up the car.